Today, I viewed Razorback, one of the best Australian horror/action movies ever made. The direction is dazzling, the cinematography is truly remarkable and the cast is brimming with quality actors. Mysteriously, no one seems to care. There is no denying that Razorback's basic plot premise is pretty ridiculous. In short, a giant boar (a Razorback) goes on a killing spree in a small outback town. This is about as unlikely as a giant shark terrorising swimmers (Jaws) or a wet Japanese woman climbing out of a television set (Ring). My point is that even the most ludicrous storyline can be overcome by excellent film-making and this is certainly the case with Razorback. The film is directed by Russell Mulcahy, and it was made a year before he would have his big hit with Highlander. His direction is solid enough, and it's notable for the way that he captures the locations within the Australian outback. Some of the shots are truly breathtaking, especially the atmosphere ones that are filled with smoke (well, he does go a tad overboard with the smoke machine). The razorback does look somewhat unconvincing when on-screen, making the best attack scenes the ones where it's not on-screen at all. An ideal way to spend 90 minutes on a late night. Maybe it's not very profound but one should be wise enough to realise that not everything has to be profound (I know, I just feel the need to defend B-movies from snooty art film fans, that's all).